A very sad day for me,, I have to bury my best buddy... My dog,, he came to me with this farm I live in, the previous owner had 5 big dogs and she asked me to take this one with the farm... I gladly agreed.

She named all her pets after asian foods or sauces.. so my dog was named 'Hoi-san'. I called him 'Hoi'.. He was a Long-Haired Sheppard mixed with either Great Dane or some form of Mastiff... He was the most gentle, easy going dog I've ever had.. If I was reading an email, or watching TV and saw or read something I disagreed with, and grumbled about it out-loud,, he'd get up and leave the room,, He didn't like any form of confrontation, or angst..

I'm typeing here with tears streaming down my cheeks, trying to read what I'm typeing through the tears... I have to go dig his grave,, I'll put him out with his friend, my last dog. The location is out back overlooking the big marxh and lakes.. a very nice view,, we used to go and sit there for hours,, I'd read,, Hoi would just enjoy being out of the house and near me..

We spent many hours just walking the property together... He would rarely leave my side,, and if he did, to sniff some interesting spot, he'd come tearing back to my side, and brush against me like he was apologizing for being away... When I got home from a trip, he'd be so excited to see me,, he'd run at me,, then realizing he was not to jump up,, would do this funny 'spin' to convert his energy, once or twice he'd miscalculate, or his feet would slip on the grass,,, and he'd knock my legs out from under me.. I'd go down, and he'd cry and cuddle with me to make sure I was okay...

Sorry to hear that Greg, I know how you're feeling. I had a dog around most of my life and I only had two dogs. Each lived around 15 years so I know you really get attached. The second one was really special, I used to take her everywhere. Worse part about the second one was we had to put her to sleep, it was a very hard decision to make but it was for the best.

My deepest condolences on the loss of your best buddy. I know the heartbreak first hand as I had to bury my best buddy not long ago after a bout with cancer. Try to remember what a great life you provided for him and how lucky you both were to have had each other. Dogs are the best. All they want is your love and approval and they give so much in return. I'm very sorry for your loss.

So sorry to hear Greg. I'm sure he will always have a place in your memories. In my 56 years, I have a few and it is always such a heart wrenching feeling when you loose one. I can remember each and every one of mine, as I am sure you will too. Take heart in the time you had together and know not only was he your best friend, but you were his.

I'm sorry to hear the news Greg. We don't have dogs anymore, but I have my favorite pure white, deaf cat, who was smiling when we met. She was walking along the road, abandoned at about 8 weeks of age and she is the best cat I've ever had. I intend to have her mounted when she crosses over.

Years ago, when I worked in a mine with big tough miners, there was a guy from Texas (named Tex, of course) and when his dog died, he took off 3 days from work on bereavement, and was still crying when he came back to work.

I'm sorry to hear about your dog. Dogs are more than just pets to most people, there companions. I have two and I'd be in the same boat as the miner stoker man was taking about if something happened to either of them.

My condolences too Greg. I have a 9 year old female beagle named Sandy. Sandy has been my constant companion since she was 6 weeks old. Although Sandy is still in great shape, I know that day will eventually come...

Hope to see you down by the Susquehanna river at Richard's camp in a couple of weeks.

I join the others Greg. Over the years we have had to put down four dogs & it is always hard. We always get another though &,after a while, the pain goes away & you learn to love the dog you have now. (I have all my dogs buried next to each other in the yard too....They are always home) ....Damn you Greg...you have me sitting here balling too!!)

Your Pets In Heavenby Ken D. Conover

To have loved and then said farewell, is better than to have never loved at all. For all of the times that you have stooped and touched my head, fed me my favorite treat and returned the love that I so unconditionally gave to you. For the care that you gave to me so unselfishly. For all of these things I am grateful and thankful.

I ask that you not grieve for the loss, but rejoice in the fact that we lived, loved and touched each others lives. My life was fuller because you were there, not as a master/owner, but as my FRIEND.

Today I am as I was in my youth. The grass is always green, butterflies flit among the flowers and the Sun shines gently down upon all of God's creatures. I can run, jump, play and do all of the things that I did in my youth. There is no sickness, no aching joints and no regrets and no aging.

We await the arrival of our lifelong companions and know that togetherness is forever. You live in our hearts as we do in yours. Companions such as you are so rare and unique. Don't hold the love that you have within yourself. Give it to another like me and then I will live forever. For love never really dies, and you are loved and missed as surely as we are.